A heartfelt country rock ballad that started as a love letter to my daughter but turned into something bigger: a song for anyone who's ever loved deeply and had to let go.

Midnight Dreams is about those quiet midnight moments when memories come rushing in: the laughter, the fights, the way it felt when everything was right… and the ache when it’s gone. It’s not just loss, it’s gratitude for what was, hope for what’s ahead, and the kind of love that never really leaves you.

Whether you’re missing a partner, a parent, or just a chapter of your life.

Turn it up when you need to feel it all… and know you’re not alone.

A fun one I wrote... I used to be a country line dancer and instructor.

A high energy country rock anthem built to clear the barstools and fill the dance floor.

This one's for every woman who's earned her silver threads but still knows how to turn heads, mamas who've raised families, bosses who've held it all together, and wives who can still make their man's heart race after twenty plus years.

Friday night lights, boots hitting wood, hips moving like the years never touched her fire.

It's fun, it's flirty, it's empowering—real life celebration of the woman who owns the night without apology.

If you've ever grabbed your partner and said "one more dance," this song is for you.

Turn it up, stomp those boots, and own the floor.

Hey y’all… it’s me again, here in the quiet hours.

Tonight, I want to talk about the song that’s very close to my heart—Silver Threads of Love.

I wrote this one late one evening, sitting on my porch with an old notebook and a glass of red wine. I’d been thinking about my grandparents… about couples I’ve watched grow old together… about the kind of love that doesn’t make the headlines but outlasts everything else.

You know the kind—the love that’s been through job losses and hospital rooms, through kids leaving home and money being tight, through arguments at 3 a.m. and making up before sunrise. The love that shows up in the lines on a face, in the silver catching the light when the sun hits just right.

The chorus came to me first: “Silver threads of love, shining through the gray…” I wanted it to say that getting older, earning those lines and that silver—it isn’t losing anything. It’s proof. Proof you loved hard enough, long enough, to be marked by it.

This isn’t a song about perfect love. It’s about real love. The kind that’s been tested and still chooses to stay. The kind that looks at a face it’s known for decades and still feels that pull.

If you’re listening tonight and you’ve got someone who’s seen you at your worst and stayed anyway… this one’s for you.

If you’ve lost someone and still feel them in the quiet moments… this one’s for you too.

Because those silver threads? They don’t break. They just shine brighter with time.

Thank you for letting me share this one with you. Play it loud… or play it soft. Either way, I hope it feels like home.

This is Dixie Heat… and this is Silver Threads of Love.